We agreed on mecha combat, so what the hell is this about your physical body exploding into a planet

On the screen, Ye Yan moved.

He loosened the Abyss Lord's grip.

Then, he jumped up.

Without the aid of mechs or any external help, relying solely on the strength of the physical body.

He jumped up.

He leaped in front of the Abyss Lord.

He threw out his right fist.

Unpretentious.

It's very powerful.

But when the power reaches a certain level...

boom!

The wind pressure carried by that fist even distorted space itself.

Enter from the front and exit from the back.

A huge hole, piercing through the entire skull, appeared on the face of the Abyss Lord.

Purple blood and black brain matter gushed from the hole, splashing onto the ground and making a sizzling, corrosive sound.

The Abyss Lord's body froze.

For the first time, its pure black eyes, devoid of pupils, began to shine.

Shocked, confused, bewildered.

I don't understand. How could a mere human, a lower race, possess such immense power?!

This is completely illogical!

boom--!!!

The Abyss Lord fell to the ground, the dust he stirred up obscuring the sky.

The ground shook for a full three seconds before it subsided.

The smoke and dust cleared.

The hall was deathly silent.

"What...?"

Someone finally spoke, their voice dry and hoarse, like sandpaper being rubbed.

"He...he killed the Abyss Lord?"

"One move, just one move!!!"

Everyone stared wide-eyed, their jaws nearly dropping to the floor, exclaiming incredulously:

"What kind of power is that? What is that?"

"Talent...that's talent..."

"He's only eighteen, and he's already awakened his talent at eighteen."

In simple terms, talent is like the skills in a game.

Even ultimate moves.

Chen Tianhao's expression was beyond just "ugly".

It was grayish-white.

A kind of ashen white that emanates from the very bones, devoid of any blood, like that of a dead person.

His lips were trembling, not from the cold, but from fear.

A deep-seated, uncontrollable fear.

Did he really pass the test?

"impossible"

Chen Tianhao couldn't imagine why Ye Yan in front of him was so powerful, to an absurd degree!

"Impossible! The Abyss Lord is a fourth-tier lord! Even a fifth-tier mech pilot would have to tremble and kneel before it!!!"

"But, but how could he, a Level 1 candidate who doesn't even have a mecha pilot certificate, possibly... how could he possibly!!!"

He used the connections and resources accumulated by the Chen family over decades, modified the parameters of the secret realm, deployed the Abyss Lord, and blocked the access to the assessment center.

He thought that Ye Yan was doomed this time.

But Ye Yan did not die.

Ye Yan killed the Abyss Lord.

Use one trick.

Chen Tianhao suddenly felt something choking his throat.

He couldn't breathe, and his vision blurred.

"It's over..." he murmured, "It's over..."

He knew he was completely finished.

Ye Yan, who has passed the assessment, will definitely receive a lot of attention.

Without a doubt, from this moment on, no one or force in the country will dare to openly humiliate or kill him.

Nobody's here!

Furthermore, everything that happened to Ye Yan before will be investigated.

Then, clean everything up.

Including himself, who had been plotting and framing Ye Yan all along.

That guy will definitely not let him go!

He will definitely be killed.

"no."

Chen Tianhao bit his thumb, his face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was muttering to himself.

"Absolutely not."

"I don't want to die, I haven't lost!"

Why is it that guy just won't go and die on his own?

Why did it turn out like this?

Oh, right.

Chen Tianhao's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had grasped at some lifeline.

"Once he dies, everything will definitely return to normal."

As long as it goes undetected.

Clearly, Chen Tianhao had lost his composure and reason at this moment.

Su Wanqing stood beside him, her face as pale as paper.

"Ye Yan..."

Her eyes were fixed on the figure on the screen, her pupils slightly contracting.

"Who...who are you...?"

She remembered Ye Yan drawing blueprints in the laboratory a year ago.

At that time, he was wearing faded old clothes, his fingers were covered in ink, and his eyes were only on the design drawings.

She thought that was all he had.

She was wrong.

Big mistakes.

"No wonder...no wonder you were so dismissive..." she murmured, "No wonder you said 'those designs are just garbage from three years ago'..."

"So...you were never the person I imagined..."

Lin Shuang stood at the highest point of the stands, her lips curled into a wide smile.

"That scared me to death..."

The assessment center's loudspeaker came on.

The mechanical female voice echoed in the hall, carrying a hint of shock that even artificial intelligence could not conceal.

"Candidate: Ye Yan"

"Assessment difficulty: Hell mode."

"Clearance time: 9 minutes and 47 seconds".

"Kill count: 150 Abyss Monsters, 1 Abyss Lord".

Overall score: 18,370,000 points.

18,370,000.

When the number appeared on the holographic screen in the lobby, everyone fell silent.

It's not because I don't know what this number means,

It's because it's all too clear.

The standard score for completing Hell Mode is generally around one million points.

The highest record in history is only five million, and the number of people can be counted on one hand.

5 people!

But Ye Yan broke this score record.

A single Abyss Lord is worth ten million points.

Adding the 150 demons Ye Yan killed, his total score is 18,370,000.

People in the hall began to do calculations in hushed tones.

Who came in second place?

"Chen Tianhao, he chose the standard mode, and the passing score is..."

"How many?"

"One thousand three hundred points."

Eighteen million, compared to thirteen hundred points.

A difference of ten thousand times.

Not one time, not ten times, not one hundred times.

It's ten thousand times.

Finally, someone in the audience called out that name.

"Ye Yan!"

It wasn't mockery, it wasn't pity, it was cheering.

"Ye Yan! Ye Yan! Ye Yan!"

The sound grew louder and more synchronized, echoing through the hall like waves.

More than three hundred people were shouting the same name.

Those who once mocked him, those who once stood by Chen Tianhao, those who once looked at him with pity.

At this moment, everyone is calling his name.

Because in this world, strength is everything.

Ye Yan, however, used nine minutes and forty-seven seconds, one hundred and fifty monsters, one Abyss Lord, and ten million three hundred and seventy thousand minutes.

He proved himself.

As Chen Tianhao listened to the cheers, his face grew paler and paler.

His hands were trembling, his legs were trembling, his whole body was trembling.

"Eighteen million three hundred and seventy thousand..." he murmured, his voice so soft that only he could hear it, "a difference of ten thousand times..."

Feeling the mocking looks from others, Chen Tianhao gritted his teeth.

This is it.

Why?

Why look at him like that?

Damn it!

No, absolutely not.

Ye Yan deserves to die!